I. HATE. IN-TEXT. CITATIONS.

I have costume ideas: diana revenge dress

Monday morning ideas: exhibition program to vigilante shit for a hot revenge arc.

lmao on the edinburgh zoo site it says “there is a daily penguin parade at 14:15 but it may be cancelled last minute as it is a voulntary parade, we do not coax the penguins with food, and they may not want to go out” lmao anarchopenguinism

Mini batch of NHK 2022 x text post memes

weirdest side effect of the pandemic is how many people i know who get sick and say 'but my covid tests are negative so i should be fine' like you know other illnesses. exist. right.

This is not like a fully completed thought but yk

So I've done my first aid + CPR a few times. And every single time I try and bring up scenarios for fat folks

Specifically like 'what if someone is too large for me to wrap my arms around then to do the heimleich'

And its incredibly rare I get a decent answer.

How absolutely insane is it that me, as a fat person, is asking how to have MY life saved or to save ANOTHER life, is an impossible feat if someone is fat.

Most of the time they tell me to 'just try anyways uwu'

There has got to be a better option.

i don’t think we talk enough about how childhood bullying really just. fucks up your ability to make friends long-term.

I’m not talking about self-image or even like attachment styles, although peer emotional abuse affects that too. I’m talking about how it legitimately stunts your understanding of how positive platonic relationships even work.

Like, a few years back (pre pandemic) a classmate point-blank told me, “hey, you’re pretty cool, do you wanna come out for drinks and trivia with us Thursday night?” and my first internal reaction wasn’t “oh cool, a friend!” or even “I’m not really interested” but: “where is the trap?” My kneejerk response to an earnest overture of friendship from this guy was trying to figure out how he was trying to back me into a corner, trick me into something, or make fun of me. We were in goddamm GRADUATE SCHOOL.

Of course I did end up going to drinks and it was a lovely time, but sometimes I think about the sheer number of potential friendships I’ve missed out on because I read their intentions as potentially hostile, *even when their intent is clearly not hostile*. Getting asked out for drinks is SUPER NORMAL. Being invited to parties is normal. Meeting for coffee is normal. in fact it’s a primary way of forging adult friendships. But i am immediately wary of it, because the years in which I was developing most of my crucial social skills were spent dodging cruel pranks, getting invited to fake parties or uninvited from real ones, getting asked out “as a joke”, being given compliments that were actually somehow insults, and so forth.

I don’t have problems making friends– I talk to people for a living, I am overall extremely charismatic and get invited out a lot, but I struggle to forge new connections because my trained response is to be immediately suspicious of people who appear friendly, welcoming and well-intentioned – even fifteen years later. This is why I don’t get the “you should have been bullied more” crowd. Like somehow bullying makes you more “normal”. It definitely doesn’t, even if “normal” was a real thing. I am definitely a more antisocial weirdo as a result of prolonged peer-to-peer emotional abuse than I would have been otherwise.

HEARTBREAKING: Poor girl has to get out of the soft warm bed even though she is so so so so comfy